Evita (1996) - full transcript

High-flying, adored! The film adaptation of the hit Broadway musical depicting the infamous real-life story of Eva "Evita" Duarte de Peron, the wife of President Juan Peron, who rose from poverty to become the most famous Argentine woman in history. Her huge political influence and constant charity works earned her scorn and fear from the military and upper classes but adoration and love from the workers and descamisados. Evita's legendary life is displayed before your eyes as the most hated and most beloved woman in Argentina.

(HORSE WHINNIES)
(MEN SHOUTING ANGRILY)
(GUNFIRE)
(GUNFIRE CONTINUES)
(MAN SHOUTS IN SPANISH)
(GUNFIRE CONTINUES)
(MEN SPEAKING SPANISH)
(BELL TOLLING)
(MAN SPEAKING SPANISH)
(YOUNG WOMAN SPEAKING SPANISH)
(MAN CONTINUES IN SPANISH)
(YOUNG WOMAN SPEAKING SPANISH)
-(HORSE WHINNIES) -(COW MOOING)
(WOMAN CONTINUES IN SPANISH)
(MAN SPEAKING SPANISH)
(HOOFBEATS GALLOPING)
(DOG BARKING)
(HORSE WHINNYING)
(BOOTS JUMPING ONTO GROUND)
-(FOOTFALLS) -(HORSE WHINNYING)
(FOOTFALLS STOP)
(GRAVEL CLATTERING AGAINST GLASS)
(YOUNG MAN IN SPANISH)
(WINDOW SLIDING OPEN)
(YOUNG WOMAN IN SPANISH)
(BOTH CONTINUE IN SPANISH)
(FOOTFALLS)
(DOOR OPENING)
(DOOR CLOSING)
(YOUNG WOMAN IN SPANISH)
(YOUNG MAN IN SPANISH)
(CONTINUING IN SPANISH)
(HORSE WHINNIES) -(GUNFIRE)
(IN SPANISH)
(LEVER CLATTERS)
-(MURMURING) -(WHISTLING)
(SHOUTING)
(WHISTLING)
(SHOUTING)
(CROWD QUIETS)
It is my sad duty to inform you
that Eva Perón, spiritual leader of the nation,
entered immortality at 8:25 this evening.
(SOMBER INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC)
(MUSIC CONTINUES)
(DOG BARKING)
-(CLUCKING) -(WHINNIES)
(MUSIC CONTINUES)
(DOG BARKING)
(SINGING IN LATIN)
(MAN SPEAKING LATIN)
(ARGUING)
(LATIN RESUMES)
(ARGUING IN SPANISH)
You are not welcome here.
He was the father of my children, too.
They have a right to see him, to pay their last respects.
You are not his wife. Your children are bastards.
(IN SPANISH)
Papa!
Eva!
(CHORUS SINGING IN LATIN)
No, no! He's my papa! He's my papa!
He's my papa!
Papa!
He's my papa! He's my papa!
(SINGING IN LATIN)
(MAN SPEAKING SPANISH)
(SINGING) Oh, what a circus! Oh, what a show
Argentina has gone to town
Over the death of an actress called Eva Perón
We've all gone crazy
Mourning all day and mourning all night
Falling over ourselves to get all
Of the misery right
Oh, what an exit!
That's how to go
When they're ringing your curtain down
Demand to be buried like Eva Perón
It's quite a sunset
And good for the country In a roundabout way
We've made the front page of all
The world's papers today
But who is this Santa Evita?
Why all this howling hysterical sorrow?
What kind of goddess has lived among us?
How will we ever get by without her?
She had her moments She had some style
The best show in town was the crowd
Outside the Casa Rosada crying, "Eva Perón"
But that's all gone now
As soon as the smoke from the funeral clears
We're all gonna see, and how
She did nothing for years
(CHOIR SINGING IN LATIN)
(SINGING) You let down your people, Evita
You were supposed to have been immortal
That's all they wanted Not much to ask for
But in the end you could not deliver
Sing, you fools, but you got it wrong
Enjoy your prayers, 'cause you haven't got long
Your queen is dead, your king is through
And she's not coming back to you
Show business kept us all alive Since 17 October 1945
But the star has gone The glamour's worn thin
That's a pretty bad state for a state to be in
Instead of government, we had a stage Instead of ideas, a prima donna's rage
Instead of help, we were given a crowd
She didn't say much, but she said it loud
Sing, you fools, but you've got it wrong
Enjoy your prayers, because you haven't got long
Your queen is dead, your king is through
She's not coming back to you
(CHOIR SINGING IN LATIN)
EVITA: (SINGING) Don't cry for me, Argentina
For l am ordinary, unimportant
And undeserving
Of such attention
Unless we all are
l think we all are
So share my glory
So share my coffin
So share my glory
So share my coffin
CHE: (SINGING) It's our funeral, too
(CHICKENS CLUCKING)
(ENGINE REWING)
(WHINNYING)
(DOG BARKS)
(BARKING)
(KNOCKING CONTINUES)
Señor Magaldi? It's 7:00. You'll be late.
CHE: (SINGING) Now, Eva Perón had every disadvantage
you need if you're gonna succeed
No money, no cash
No father, no bright lights
There was nowhere she'd been
At the age of 15
As this tango singer found out
Agustín Magaldi...
(SINGING) Who has the distinction of being the first
Man to be of use to Eva Duarte
On this night of a thousand stars
Let me take you to heaven's door
Where the music of love's guitars
Plays forevermore
In the glow of those twinkling lights
We shall love through eternity
On this night in a million nights
Fly away with me
l never dreamed that a kiss could be as sweet as this
But now l know that it can
l used to wander alone without a love of my own
l was a desperate man
But all my grief disappeared
And all the sorrow l'd feared
Wasn't there anymore
On that magical day when you first came my way, mi amor
On this night
(GIGGLING)
On this night of a thousand stars
Let me take you to heaven's door
Where the music of love's guitars
Plays forevermore
(HOLDING LAST NOTE)
(SINGING) To think that a man as famous as you are
Could love a poor little nothing like me
Eva.
l wanna be a part of B.A., Buenos Aires, Big Apple
She wants be a part of B.A., Buenos Aires, Big Apple
Just listen to that They're onto you, Magaldi
l'd get out while you can
It’s happened at last I'm starting to get started
I’m moving out with my man
Now, Eva, don't get carried away
Monotony past Suburbia departed
Who could ever be fond of the back of beyond?
Don't hear words that l didn't say
What's that? You desert the girl you love?
The girl l love?
(SCOFFS)
What're you talking about?
She really brightened up your out of town engagement
She gave you all she had She wasn't in your contract
You must be quite relieved that no one's told the papers
So far
l wanna be a part of B.A., Buenos Aires, Big Apple
Would l have done, what l did
lf l hadn't thought lf l hadn't known
We would stay together?
(CHATTERING)
Seems to me there's no point in resisting
She's made up her mind You've no choice
Why don't you be the man who discovered her?
You'll never be remembered for your voice
The city can be paradise
For those who have the cash
The class and the connections
What you need to make a splash
The likes of you get swept up
In the morning with the trash
lf you were rich or middle class
Screw the middle classes
l will never accept them
My father's other family were middle class
And we were kept out of sight
Hidden from view at his funeral
Do all your one night stands give you this trouble?
Eva, beware of the city
It’s hungry and cold Can't be controlled
It is mad
Those who are fools are swallowed up whole
And those who are not become what they should not become
Changed, in short they go bad
Bad is good for me, I’m bored, so clean and so ignored
I've only been predictable, respectable
Birds fly out of here
So why, oh why, oh why the hell can't l?
l only want variety of society
l wanna be a part of B.A., Buenos Aires, Big Apple
She wants be a part of B.A., Buenos Aires, Big Apple
Five years from now l shall come back
And finally say You have your way, come to town
But you'll look at me with a foreigner's eyes
The magical city, a younger girl's city
A fantasy long since put down...
All you've done to me Was that a young girl's fantasy?
l played your city games all right, didn't l?
l already know what cooks How the dirty city feels and looks
l tasted it last night, didn't l?
I’m gonna be a part of B.A., Buenos Aires, Big Apple
She's gonna be a part of B.A., Buenos Aires, Big Apple
Eva, beware your ambition
It’s hungry and cold Can't be controlled
Will run wild
This in a man is danger enough
But you are a woman Not even a woman
Not very much more than a child
And whatever you say I'll not steal you away
Good luck!
-(TRAIN WHISTLE BLOWS) -(CHATTERING)
(WHISTLE CONTINUES)
EVITA (SINGING) What's new? Buenos Aires
I’m new
l wanna say I’m just a little stuck on you
You'll be on me, too
l get out here, Buenos Aires
Stand back
You ought to know what you're gonna get in me
Just a little touch of star quality
(HORN HONKING)
Fill me up with your heat, with your noise, with your dirt
Overdo me
Let me dance to your beat Make it loud, let it hurt
Run it through me
Don't hold back You are certain to impress
Tell the driver this is where I’m staying
Hello, Buenos Aires
Get this! Just look at me Dressed up, somewhere to go
We'll put on a show
Take me in at your flood Give me speed, give me lights
Set me humming
Shoot me up with your blood Warm me up with your nights
Watch me coming
All l want is a whole lot of excess
Tell the singer this is where I’m playing
Stand back, Buenos Aires
Because you ought to know What you're gonna get in me
Just a little touch of star quality
And if ever l go too far
It’s because of the things you are
Beautiful town
l love you
And if l need a moment's rest
Give your lover the very best
Real eiderdown
And silence
You're a tramp, you're a treat
You will shine to the death, you are shoddy
But you're flesh, you are meat You shall have every breath in my body
Put me down for a lifetime of success
Give me credit I’ll find ways of paying
Rio de la Plata!
Florida! Corrientes! Nueve de Julio!
All l want to know
Stand back, Buenos Aires
Because you ought to know what you're gonna get in me
Just a little touch of Just a little touch of
Just a little touch of star quality
(MUSIC ENDS)
(DOORBELL RINGS)
CHILD: Papa. Papa, Papa, Papa, Papa.
Hello, angel.
(MAGALDI MAKES KISSING SOUND) Daddy's home.
(BABY CRYING)
(MUSIC RESUMES)
(DOOR CLOSES)
(SINGING) I don't expect my Iove affairs to last for long
Never fool myself that my dreams will come true
Being used to trouble, l anticipate it
But all the same, l hate it
Wouldn't you?
So what happens now?
BACKUP SINGERS: (SINGING) Another suitcase in another hall
So what happens now?
Take your picture off another wall
Where am l going to?
You'll get by You always have before
Where am l going to?
Time and time again I’ve said that l don't care
That I’m immune to gloom
That I’m hard through and through
But every time it matters all my words desert me
So anyone can hurt me
And they do
So what happens now?
Another suitcase in another hall
So what happens now?
Take your picture off another wall
Where am l going to?
You'll get by You always have before
Where am l going to?
(CHATTERING)
(COUGHING)
(DOOR OPENS)
Call in three months' time and I’ll be fine, l know
Well, maybe not that fine
But I’ll survive anyhow
l won't recall the names and places of each sad occasion
But that's no consolation here and now
So what happens now?
Another suitcase in another hall
So what happens now?
Take your picture off another wall
Where am l going to?
You'll get by You always have before
Where am l going to?
Don't ask anymore
(SHUTTER CLICKS)
(TRAFFIC PASSING BELOW)
(LATIN JAZZ)
(GIGGLES)
(CHATTERING)
(SINGING) Good night and thank you, whoever
She's in every magazine Been photographed, seen
She is known
We don't like to rush, but your case has been packed
lf she's missed anything, you could give her a ring
But she won't always answer the phone
Oh, but it's sad when a love affair dies
But we have pretended enough
It’s best that we part Stop fooling ourselves
Which means...
(TOGETHER) There is no one, no one at all
Never has been and never will be a lover
Male or female
Who hasn't an eye on In fact they rely on
Tricks they can try on their partner
They're hoping their lover will help them or keep them
Support them, promote them Don't blame them
You're the same
Good night and thank you, Emilio
You've completed your task What more can we ask of you now?
Please sign the book on the way out the door
And that will be all lf she needs you, she'll call
But l don't think that's likely, somehow
Oh, but it's sad when a love affair dies
But when we were hot, we were hot
l know you'll look back on the good times we shared
Which means...
(TOGETHER) There is no one, no one at all
Never has been and never will be a lover
Male or female
Who hasn't an eye on In fact they rely on
Tricks they can try on their partner
They're hoping their lover will help them or keep them
Support them, promote them
Don't blame her
You're the same
There is no soap, no soap like Zaz
No detergent, lotion or oil with such power
In the shower
It’s the mother and father of luxury lather
The talk of the bath The great ointment
One little frolic with new Zaz carbolic
You're scented You'll be sent
Good night and thank you, Señor Jabón
We are grateful you found her a spot on the sound radio
We'll think of you every time she's on the air
We'd love you to stay But you'd be in the way
So do up your trousers and go
Oh, but it's sad when a love affair dies
The decline into silence and doubt
Our passion was just too intense to survive
Which means...
This is a club l should never have joined
Someone has made us look fools
Argentine men call the sexual shots
Someone has altered the rules
Fame on the wireless as far as it goes
Is all very well, but every girl knows
She needs a man she can monopolize
With fingers in dozens of different pies
Oh, but it's sad when a love affair dies
(SCREAMING)
(ROCK AND ROLL PLAYING)
(WOMAN SCREAMS)
CHE: (SINGING) In June of '43 there was a military coup
Behind it was a gang called the GOU
Who did not feel the need to be elected
They had themselves a party at the point of a gun
They were slightly to the right of Attila the Hun
A bomb or two and very few objected
Yeah, just one shell and governments fall like flies
Kapow! Die!
They stumble and fall Bye-bye!
Backs to the wall Aim high!
We're having a ball
The tank and bullet rule as democracy dies
Pablo, are you telling me that your family hasn't eaten for four days?
The lady's got potential She was setting her sights
On making it in movies with her name in lights
The greatest social climber since Cinderella
Okay, she couldn't act But she had the right friends
And we all know a career depends
On knowing the right fella to be stellar
Yeah! Just one shell and governments lose their nerve
Kapow! Die!
They stumble and fall Bye-bye!
Backs to the wall Aim high!
We're having a ball
That's how we get the government we deserve
(CROWD CHEERING)
Now the man behind the president calling the shots
Involved so discreetly in a lot of their plots
Was Colonel Juan Perón Would-be dictator
He began in the army out in Italy so
Saw Mussolini's rise from the very front row
And reckoned he'd do likewise sooner or later
Yeah, just one blast and the tear gas falls like rain
Kapow! Die!
They haven't a chance Bye-bye!
The terrors advance
But one guy doesn't dirty his hands
Perón was biding time out in the slow lane
Yeah! Suddenly an earthquake hit the town of San Juan
Kapow! Die!
They stumble and fall Bye-bye!
Keep away from the wall But one guy was having a ball
The tragedy a golden chance for Perón
(SIREN WAILING)
He organized a concert with incredible flair
In aid of all the victims Such a grand affair
Politicians, actors, stars of every flavor
It was on January 22nd, 1944
A night to remember Yeah, that's for sure
For that's the night that Perón first met Eva
(DRUMROLL)
(SINGING) On this night
On this night
On this night of a thousand stars
Let me take you to heaven's door
Where the music of love's guitars
Plays forevermore
(HOLDING LAST NOTE)
Ladies and gentlemen, Agustín Magaldi!
Magaldi.
Eva Duarte?
(SINGING) Your act hasn't changed much
Neither has yours
(CHEERING)
(APPLAUSE)
(SINGING) l stand here as a servant of the people
As we come together for a marvelous cause
You've shown by your presence, your deeds and applause
What the people can do
True power is yours
Not the government's
Unless it represents the people
(CHEERING)
(CROWD CHANTING) Peron! Peron!
Perón! Perón! Perón! Perón! Perón!
(SINGING) One always picks the easy fight
One praises fools, one smothers light
One shifts from left to right
Politics, the art of the possible
(INDISTINCT)
Do you know him?
No.
(APPLAUSE)
Good.
Will you excuse me?
(SINGING) CoIoneI Perón
Eva Duarte
BOTH: I’ve heard so much about you
I’m amazed
-For I’m only an actress -For l am only a soldier
-Nothing to shout about -One of the thousands
-Only a girl on the air -Defending the country he loves
But when you act the things you do affect us all
But when you act, you take us away from the squalor of the real world
Are you here on your own?
Yes
Oh, yes
So am l What a fortunate coincidence
Maybe you're my reward for my efforts here tonight
EVITA: It seems crazy, but you must believe
There's nothing calculated, nothing planned
Please forgive me if l seem naive
l would never want to force your hand
But please understand l'd be good for you
l don't always rush in like this
Twenty seconds after saying hello
Telling strangers I’m too good to miss
lf I’m wrong, l hope you tell me so
But you really should know l'd be good for you
l'd be surprisingly good for you
l won't go on if I’m boring you
But do you understand my point of view?
Do you like what you hear, what you see?
And would you be
Good for me, too?
I’m not talking of a hurried night
A frantic tumble then a shy goodbye
Creeping home before it gets too light
That's not the reason that l caught your eye
Which has to imply l'd be good for you
l'd be surprisingly good for you
Please go on You enthrall me
l can understand you perfectly
And l like what l hear, what l see
And, knowing me
l would be good for you, too
I’m not talking of a hurried night
A frantic tumble then a shy goodbye
Creeping home before it gets too light
That's not the reason that l caught your eye
Which has to imply l'd be good for you
l'd be surprisingly good for you
(EVITA AND PERON SINGING) There is no one, no one at all
Never has been and never will be a lover
Male or female
Who hasn't an eye on In fact they rely on
Tricks they can try on their partner
They're hoping their lover will help them or keep them
Support them, promote them
Don't blame them
You're the same
Hello and goodbye I’ve just unemployed you
You can go back to school
You've had a good run I’m sure he enjoyed you
Don't act sad or surprised Let's be friends, civilized
Come on, little one Don't sit there like a dummy
The day you knew would arrive is here You'll survive
So move, funny face
l like your conversation You've a catchy turn of phrase
You're obviously going through some adolescent phase
So what happens now?
Where am l going to?
You'll get by You always have before
Where am l going to?
Don't ask anymore
(DOOR CLOSES)
(MUSIC PLAYING)
(SINGING) At the watering holes of the well-to-do
l detect a resistance to
Precisely
Our heroine's style
We're glad you noticed
The shooting sticks of the upper class
Give her an inch
Aren't supporting a single ass That would rise for the girl
She'll take a mile
Such a shame she wandered
Into our enclosure
How unfortunate this person has forced us to be blunt
No, we wouldn't mind seeing her at Harrods
But behind the jewelry counter, not in front
Could there be in our fighting corps
A lack of enthusiasm for
Exactly!
Perón's latest flame?
You said it, brother!
Should you wish to cause great distress
In the tidiest officer's mess
Just mention her name
That isn't funny
Perón is a fool, breaking every taboo
Installing the girl in the army H.Q.
And she's an actress The last straw
Her only good parts are between her thighs
She should stare at the ceiling Not reach for the skies
Or she could be his last whore
The evidence suggests
She has other interests
lf it's her who's using him
He's exceptionally dim
Bitch!
Dangerous jade
We have allowed ourselves to slip
We have completely lost our grip
We have declined to an all-time low
Tarts have become the set to know
l am only a radio star With just one weekly show
But speaking as one of the people l want you to know
We are tired of the decline of Argentina
With no sign of a government able to give us the things we deserve
It’s no crime for officers to do as they please
As long as they're discreet and keep clear of disease
We ignore We disregard
But once they allow a bit on the side
To move to the center where she's not qualified
We are forced to mark his card
She should get into her head
She should not get out of bed
She should know that she's not paid
To be loud but to be laid
Slut!
Dangerous jade
This has really been your year, Miss Duarte
Tell us where you go from here, Miss Duarte
Which are the roles that you yearn to play?
Whom did you sleep, dine with yesterday?
Acting is limiting, the lines not mine
That's no help to the Argentine
Can we assume then that you'll quit?
Is this because of your involvement with Colonel Perón?
Good night and thank you
She won't be kept happy by her nights on the tiles
She says it's his body but she's after his files
So get back onto the street
She should get into her head
She should not get out of bed
She should know that she's not paid
To be loud but to be laid
The evidence suggests
She has other interests
lf it's her who's using him
He's exceptionally dim
Things have reached a pretty pass
When someone pretty lower class
Graceless and vulgar, uninspired
Can be accepted and admired
(SINGING) Dice are rolling The knives are out
Would-be presidents are all around
l don't say they mean harm But they'd each give an arm
To see us six feet underground
EVITA: It doesn't matter what those morons say
Our nation's leaders are a feeble crew
There's only 20 of them anyway
What is 20 next to millions who
Are looking to you?
All you have to do is sit and wait
Keeping out of everybody's way
Well, you'll be handed power on a plate
When the ones who matter have their say
And with chaos installed
You can reluctantly agree to be called
There again we could be foolish
Not to quit while we're ahead
For distance lends enchantment
And that is why all exiles are distinguished
More important, they're not dead
l could find job satisfaction in Paraguay
This is crazy defeatist talk
Why commit political suicide?
There's no risk There's no call for any action at all
When you have unions on your side
(CROWD CHANTING) Perón!
Perón! Perón! Perón!
Perón! Perón!
Peron! Peron! Peron!
Don't let them take you.
Eva, I have to go.
No! No!
(CROWD CHANTING) Peron! Perón!
Perón! Perón! Perón! Perón!
(CHEERING)
(SINGING) A new Argentina
The chains of the masses untied
A new Argentina
The voice of the people Cannot be denied
There is only one man who can lead any workers' regime
(STEAM WHISTLE)
He lives for your problems He shares your ideals and your dream
He supports you For he loves you
Understands you Is one of you
lf not, how could he love me?
A new Argentina
The workers' battle song
A new Argentina!
The voice of the people
Rings out loud and long
Now l am a worker I’ve suffered the way that you do
I’ve been unemployed and I’ve starved And I’ve hated it, too
But I’ve found my salvation In Perón, may the nation
Let him save them as he saved me
(CHEERING)
A new Argentina
A new age about to begin
A new Argentina
We face the world together
And no dissent within
There again, we could be foolish not to quit while we're ahead
l can see us many miles away Inactive
Sipping cocktails on a terrace
Taking breakfast in bed
Sleeping easy, doing nothing
It’s attractive
Don't think l don't think like you
l often get those nightmares, too They always take some swallowing
Sometimes it's very difficult to keep momentum
lf it's you that you are following
Don't close doors Keep an escape clause
Because we might lose the Big Apple
But would l have done what l did
lf l hadn't thought lf l hadn't known
We would take the country?
(CHANTING) Perón! Perón! Perón! Perón!
Peron! Peron! Peron!
Perón has resigned from the army And this we avow
The descamisados are those he is marching with now
He supports you For he loves you
Understands you
Is one of you
lf not, how could he love me?
(CHEERING)
A new Argentina!
The chains of the masses untied
A new Argentina!
The voice of the people
Cannot be and must not be denied
Release him.
(CHANTING) Peron! Peron!
Peron! Peron!
(CHEERING WILDLY)
(SPEAKING LATIN)
Amen.
(SINGING) How annoying that they have to
Fight elections for their cause
The inconvenience
Having to get a majority
lf normal methods of persuasion fail to win them applause
There are other ways of establishing authority
(SHOUTING)
(GUNSHOTS)
(SHOUTING)
(CHEERING)
(SHOUTING)
(CHANTING) Peron! Peron!
(CHEERING)
(SINGING) A new Argentina
The chains of the masses untied
A new Argentina
The voice of the people
Cannot be and will not be
And must not be denied
(CHEERING)
People of Argentina
Your newly elected president, Juan Perón
(CHANTING) Perón! Perón! Perón! Perón!
Perón! Perón! Perón!
Perón! Perón!
Perón! Perón! Perón!
Perón! Perón!
Perón! Perón! Perón!
Perón! Perón!
Perón! Perón! Perón! Perón!
Perón! Perón!
Perón! Perón! Perón!
Perón! Perón! Perón! Perón!
Perón! Perón! Perón!
-Perón! Perón! -Argentinos!
Perón! Peron!
Argentinos!
Peron! Peron!
We are all workers now!
Fighting against our common enemies!
Poverty! Social injustice!
Foreign domination of our industries!
Reaching for our common goals,
our independence, our dignity, our pride!
(CHEERING)
Let the world know that our great nation is awakening!
And that its heart beats in the humble bodies
of Juan Perón
and his wife, the First Lady of Argentina,
Eva Duarte de Perón!
(CROWD SINGING)
(SINGING) It won't be easy
You'll think it's strange
When l try to explain how l feel
That l still need your love
After all that I’ve done
You won't believe me
All you will see is a girl you once knew
Although she's dressed up to the nines
At sixes and sevens with you
l had to let it happen
l had to change
Couldn't stay all my life down at heel
Looking out of the window
Staying out of the sun
So l chose freedom
Running around trying everything new
But nothing impressed me at all
l never expected it to
Don't cry for me, Argentina
The truth is l never left you
All through my wild days
My mad existence
l kept my promise
Don't keep your distance
And as for fortune, and as for fame
l never invited them in
Though it seemed to the world
They were all l desired
They are illusions
They're not the solutions they promised to be
The answer was here all the time
l love you and hope you love me
Don't cry for me, Argentina
The truth is l never left you
All through my wild days
My mad existence
l kept my promise
Don't keep your distance
Have l said too much?
There's nothing more l can think of to say to you
But all you have to do
Is look at me to know
That every word is true
(CHEERING)
(SINGING) Just listen to that The voice of Argentina
We are adored, we are loved
Statesmanship is more than entertaining peasants
We shall see, little man
(CROWD SINGING IN SPANISH)
l am only a simple woman,
who lives to serve Perón in his noble crusade to rescue his people.
l was once as you are now.
And l promise you this.
You will take the riches from the oligarchs.
Only for you. For all of you.
And one day, you, too, will inherit these treasures.
(IN SPANISH)
When they fire those cannons,
when the crowds sing of glory,
it is not just for Perón but for all of us!
For all of us!
(CHEERING)
(SINGING) Things have reached a pretty pass
When someone pretty lower class
Can be respected and admired
But our privileged class is dead
Look who they are calling for now
(APPLAUSE)
(SINGING) High flying, adored
So young, the instant queen
A rich, beautiful thing
Of all the talent
A cross between
A fantasy of the bedroom and a saint
You were just a backstreet girl
Hustling and fighting, scratching and biting
High flying, adored
Did you believe in your wildest moments
All this would be yours
That you'd become the lady of them all?
Were there stars in your eyes
When you crawled in at night?
From the bars, from the sidewalks
From the gutter theatrical
Don't look down It’s a long, long way to fall
High flying, adored
What happens now?
Where do you go from here?
For someone on top of the world
The view is not exactly clear
A shame you did it all at 26
There are no mysteries now
Nothing can thrill you
No one fulfill you
High flying, adored
l hope you come to terms with boredom
So famous, so easily, so soon
Is not the wisest thing to be
You won't care if they love you
It’s been done before
You'll despair if they hate you
You'll be drained of all energy
All the young who've made it would agree
High flying, adored
That's good to hear But unimportant
My story's quite usual
Local girl makes good, weds famous man
l was stuck in the right place
At the perfect time
Filled a gap
l was lucky
But one thing I’ll say for me
No one else can fill it like l can
There again I’ve more to do Than simply get the message through
l haven't started Let's get this show on the road
Let's make it obvious
Perón is off and rolling
CHORUS: Eyes! Hair! Mouth! Figure! Dress! Voice! Style! Movement!
Hands! Magic! Rings! Glamour! Face! Diamonds! Excitement! Image!
l came from the people They need to adore me
So Christian Dior me
From my head to my toes
l need to be dazzling
l want to be rainbow high
They must have excitement
And so must l
CHORUS: Eyes! Hair! Mouth! Figure! Dress! Voice! Style! Image!
EVITA: I’m their product It’s vital you sell me
So Machiavell me
Make an Argentine rose
l need to be thrilling
l want to be rainbow high
They need their escape
And so do l
CHORUS: Eyes! Hair! Mouth! Figure! Dress! Voice! Style! Movement!
Hands! Magic! Rings! Glamour! Face! Diamonds! Excitement! Image!
EVITA: All my descamisados Expect me to outshine the enemy
l won't disappoint them
I’m their savior!
That's what they call me
So Lauren Bacall me
Anything goes To make me fantastic
l have to be rainbow high
In magical colors
You're not decorating a girl for a night on the town
And I’m not a second rate queen Getting kicks with a crown
You selfish men...
Next stop will be Europe
The Rainbow's gonna tour Dressed up, somewhere to go
We'll put on a show
Look out, mighty Europe
Because you ought to know What you're gonna get in me
Just a little touch of Just a little touch of
Argentina's brand of star quality
(SPUTTERING)
(REWING)
(SINGING) People of Europe
l send you the Rainbow of Argentina
(APPLAUSE)
(CHEERING)
(FILM PROJECTOR CLICKING)
(SINGING) Spain has fallen to the charms of Evita
She can do what she likes It doesn't matter much
She's our lady of the new world With the golden touch
She filled a bullring 45,000-seater
But if you're prettier than General Franco
That's not hard
Franco's reign in Spain Should see out the '40s
So you've just acquired an ally who
Looks as secure in his job as you
But more important, current political thought is
Your wife's a phenomenal asset Your trump card
Let's hear it for the Rainbow Tour
It’s been an incredible success
We weren't quite sure We had a few doubts
Will Evita win through?
ADVISORS: But the answer is yes
There you are l told you so
Makes no difference where she goes
The whole world over, just the same
Just listen to them call her name
And who would underestimate the actress now?
Now, l don't like to spoil a wonderful story
But the news from Rome isn't quite as good
She hasn't gone down like they thought she would
Italy's unconvinced by Argentine glory
They equate Perón with Mussolini Can't think why
(BOOING)
Did you hear that?
They called me a whore
They actually called me a whore
But, Señora Perón, it's an easy mistake
I’m still called an admiral
Yet l gave up the sea long ago
More bad news from Rome She met with the Pope
She only got a rosary A kindly word
CHE: l wouldn't say the Holy Father gave her the bird
But papal decorations? Never a hope
She still looked the part in Saint Peter's Caught the eye
ADVISORS: Let's hear it for the Rainbow Tour
It’s been an incredible success
We weren't quite sure We had a few doubts
Will Evita win through?
But the answer is
A qualified
Yes
CHE: Eva started well, no question, in France
Shining like a sun through the postwar haze
A beautiful reminder of the carefree days
She nearly captured the French She sure had the chance
But she suddenly seemed to lose interest
She looked tired
Face the facts, the Rainbow's started to fade
l don't think she'll make it to England now
It wasn't on the schedule anyhow
CHE: You'd better get out the flags And fix a parade
Some kind of coming home in triumph is required
ADVISORS: Let's hear it for the Rainbow Tour
It’s been an incredible success
We weren't quite sure We had a few doubts
Would Evita win through?
And the answer is
Yes
-And no -And yes
(CLICKS TONGUE) No.
Let's hear it for the Rainbow Tour
It’s been an incredible success
We weren't quite sure We had a few doubts
Would Evita win through?
But the answer is
Yes.
(PROJECTOR CLICKS OFF)
Yes.
(MUSIC PLAYING)
(SINGING) Thus all fairy stories end
Only an actress would pretend
Affairs of state are her latest play
Eight shows a week, two matinees
My how the worm begins to turn
When will the chorus girl ever learn?
My how the worm begins to turn
When will the chorus girl ever learn?
EVITA: (SINGING) The chorus girl hasn't learned the lines
You'd like to hear
She won't go scrambling over the backs of the poor to be accepted
By making donations just large enough
To the correct charity
She won't be president
Of your wonderful societies of philanthropy
Even if you asked her to be
As you should have asked her to be
The actress hasn't learned the lines You'd like to hear
She won't join your clubs
She won't dance in your halls
She won't help the hungry Once a month at your tombolas
She'll simply take control As you disappear
Forgive my intrusion
But fine as those sentiments sound
Little has changed for us peasants
Down here on the ground
l hate to sound childish, ungrateful
l don't like to moan
But do you now represent anyone's cause but your own?
Everything done will be justified By my foundation
CHE: And the money kept rolling in from every side
Eva's pretty hands reached out And they reached wide
Now you may feel it should have been A voluntary cause
But that's not the point, my friends
When the money keeps rolling in You don't ask how
Think of all the people Guaranteed a good time now
Eva's called the hungry to her Open up the doors
Never been a fund like the Foundation Eva Perón
Rolling, rolling, rolling
Rolling on in
On in
Would you like to try a college education?
Own your landlord's house? Take the family on vacation?
Eva and her blessed fund
Can make your dreams come true
Here's all you have to do, my friends
Write your name and your dream On a card or a pad or a ticket
Throw it high in the air And should our lady pick it
She will change your way of life For a week or even two
Name me anyone Who cares as much as Eva Perón
Rolling, rolling, rolling
Rolling on out
On out
CHE: And the money kept rolling out In all directions
To the poor, to the weak To the destitute of all complexions
Now cynics claim a little of the cash has gone astray
But that's not the point, my friends
When the money keeps rolling out You don't keep books
You can tell you've done well By the happy grateful looks
Accountants only slow things down Figures get in the way
Never been a lady Loved as much as Eva Perón
Rolling, rolling, rolling
Rolling on out
On out
Eva!
When the money keeps rolling out You don't keep books
You can tell you've done well By the happy grateful looks
Accountants only slow things down Figures get in the way
Never been a lady Loved as much as Eva Perón
Rolling, rolling, rolling
Rolling on out
On out
(TRAIN WHISTLE BLOWING)
(CHEERING)
(WOMEN SING IN SPANISH)
EVITA: Perón is everything.
He is the soul, the nerve, the hope and the reality of the Argentine people.
We all know that there is only one man in our movement
with his own source of light.
We all feed from his light.
And that is Perón!
(WOMEN CONTINUE SINGING IN SPANISH)
(SINGING) And now she wants to be Vice President
That was the over-the-top, unacceptable suggestion
We didn't approve but we couldn't prevent
The games of the wife of the President
But to give her pretentions encouragement
She's out of her depth
And out of the question
But on the other hand
She's all they have
She's a diamond in their dull, gray lives
And that's the hardest kind of stone It usually survives
And when you think about it Can you recall
The last time they loved anyone at all?
She's not a bauble you can brush aside
She's been out doing What we just talked about
Example Gave us back our businesses
Got the English out
And when you think about it Well, why not do
One or two of the things we promised to?
But on the other hand She's slowing down
She's lost a little of that magic drive
But l would not advise Those critics present to derive
Any satisfaction from her fading star
She's the one who's kept us where we are
(DOOR CLOSES)
She's the one who's kept you where you are
(CHOIR SINGING IN SPANISH)
This is not a fashionable nightclub.
This is a parliament of free people.
We do not come here to dance to the tune of Madame Pompadour!
(CHOIR CONTINUES SINGING IN SPANISH)
(TIRES SQUEALING)
(SHOUTING)
(WOMEN SCREAMING)
(SCREAMING CONTINUES)
(SHOUTING)
(SINGING) Turn a blind eye, Evita Turn a blind eye
(CHEERING)
CHILDREN: (SINGING) Please, gentle Eva
Will you bless a little child?
For l love you
Tell heaven I’m doing my best
I’m praying for you Even though you're already blessed
Please, Mother Eva
Will you look upon me as your own? Make me special?
Be my angel
Be my everything, wonderful, perfect and true
And I’ll try to be exactly like you
Please, Mother Eva
(SHOUTING)
Will you look upon me as your own? Make me special?
Be my angel
Turn a blind eye, Evita Turn a blind eye
(PRIEST SPEAKING LATIN)
(SHOUTING)
(PRIEST CONTINUES IN LATIN)
Amen.
(PRIEST CONTINUES IN LATIN)
(CLOTH RIPPING)
Amen.
(GROANS)
(MURMURING)
(SINGING) Why try to govern a country
When you can become a saint?
(CHATTERING)
(CLANGING)
(CLANGING CONTINUES)
(SINGING) Tell me before l waltz out of your life
Before turning my back on the past
Forgive my impertinent behavior
But how long do you think this pantomime can last?
Tell me before l ride off in the sunset
There's one thing l never got clear
How can you claim you're our savior
When those who oppose you are stepped on or cut up
Or simply disappear?
Tell me before you get onto your bus
Before joining the forgotten brigade
How can one person like me, say
Alter the time-honored Way the game is played?
Tell me before you get onto your high horse
Just what you expect me to do
l don't care what the bourgeoisie say
I’m not in business for them
But to give all my descamisados
A magical moment or two
There is evil ever around
Fundamental system of government quite incidental
So what are my chances of honest advances?
l'd say low Better to win by admitting my sin
Than to lose with a halo
Tell me before l seek worthier pastures
And thereby restore self-esteem
How can you be so short-sighted
To look never further than this week or next week
To have no impossible dream?
Allow me to help you slink off to the sidelines
And mark your adieu with three cheers
But first tell me who'd be delighted
lf l said l'd take on the world's greatest problems
From war to pollution, no hope of solution
Even if l live for 100 years
There is evil ever around
Fundamental system of government quite incidental
So go if you're able to Somewhere unstable and stay there
Whip up your hate in some tottering state
But not here, dear Is that clear, dear?
Oh, what l'd give for 100 years
But the physical interferes
Every day more Oh, my creator
What is the good
Of the strongest heart
In a body that's falling apart?
A serious flaw l hope you know that
(SINGING) Your little body's slowly breaking down
You're losing speed You're losing strength, not style
That goes on flourishing forever
But your eyes, your smile
Do not have the sparkle of your fantastic past
lf you climb one more mountain
It could be your last
I’m not that ill
Bad moments come, but they go
Some days are fine Some a little bit harder
But that doesn't mean We should give up our dream
Have you ever seen me defeated?
Don't you forget what I’ve been through
And yet I’m still standing
Eva, you are dying.
(SINGING) So what happens now?
Where am l going to?
Don't ask anymore
EVITA: (SINGING) Where do we go from here?
This isn't where we intended to be
We had it all You believed in me
l believed in you
Certainties disappear
What do we do for our dream to survive?
How do we keep all our passions alive
As we used to do?
Deep in my heart I’m concealing
Things that I’m longing to say
Scared to confess what I’m feeling
Frightened you'll slip away
You must love me
Why are you at my side?
How can l be any use to you now?
Give me a chance and I’ll let you see how
Nothing has changed
Deep in my heart I’m concealing
Things that I’m longing to say
Scared to confess what I’m feeling
Frightened you'll slip away
You must love me
(SINGING) The actress hasn't learned the lines
You'd like to hear
She's sad for her country
Sad to be defeated
By her own weak body
(CROWD CHANTING) Evita! Evita! Evita!
Evita! Evita!
Evita!
Evita! Evita!
Evita!
Evita! Evita!
Evita! Evita! Evita!
(CHEERING)
Evita! Evita!
Evita!
(SINGING) I want to tell the people
Of Argentina
I’ve decided l should decline
All the honors and titles
You've pressed me to take
For I’m contented
Let me simply go on
As the woman who brings her people
To the heart of Perón
Don't cry for me, Argentina
The truth is l shall not leave you
Though it may get harder
For you to see me
I’m Argentina
And always will be
Have l said too much?
There's nothing more l can think of
To say to you
But all you have to do
Is look at me to know
That every word is true
(DRUMS PLAYING)
(CHOIR SINGING IN LATIN)
(MAN SPEAKING IN LATIN)
(LATIN CONTINUES)
(SINGING) She had her moment
She had some style
The best show in town was the crowd
Outside the Casa Rosada crying, "Eva Perón"
But that's all gone now
The choice was mine and mine completely
l could have any prize that l desired
l could burn with the splendor
Of the brightest fire
Or else...
Or else l could choose time
Remember, l was very young then
And a year was forever and a day
So what use
Could 50, 60, 70 be?
l saw the lights
And l was on my way
And how l lived
How they shone
But how soon the lights were gone
(SINGING) The choice was yours and no one else's
You can cry for a body in despair
Hang your head
Because she is no longer there
To shine, to dazzle or betray
How she lived
How she shone
But how soon the lights were gone
CHOIR: (SINGING) Eyes, hair, face, image
All must be preserved
Still life displayed forever
No less than she deserved